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2.2/ audio / don't spend hours sitting here by the phone
private to NICK VALENTINE and CURUFIN;
( Well. Isn't this just great. )
We need to organise. ( That's all she says, because right now she's also staring at the state of the clinic and the mass of staff who've ended up on the Null's shitlist with a slow curling of dread in her stomach. )
( Well. Isn't this just great. )
We need to organise. ( That's all she says, because right now she's also staring at the state of the clinic and the mass of staff who've ended up on the Null's shitlist with a slow curling of dread in her stomach. )

audio -- private
[ Everything going to shit, or about to? ]
[ditto]
[Though he sounds quietly frustrated, as one tends to be when things are going to Hell in a robotic handbasket.]
no subject
Main priority is makin' sure my staff aren't killed by these things.
( Since apparently 90% of the clinic can't keep their mouth shut. )
What's status of your places?
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[It's a little more than 'a mess,' but that'll do for now.]
How are things on your end, Curufin?
Just replying so as not to leave a loose end. And now on to the future!
The Fire Station is good. The Null seem to have overlooked it, and we've put up some defenses in case they decide to take notice after all. The Brigade is offering it as a refuge for whoever needs one, and also, if the Clinic should need a third emergency location.